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<p>The wind of disorder is blowing,<br>
Slowing us down!<br>
The dark clouds have eclipsed the sun,<br>
Rendering the future bleak!<br>
There is no light, no hope,<br>
And even the birds gaze mutely!</p>
<p>I looked and saw the disgruntled people<br>
Wailing and cursing. They were stuck in mud!<br>
Helpless and distressed in the mud of corruption,<br>
Their fleshes grew weary as faces murmur in smiling agony!<br>
Stuck in the mud, their voice trekked to oblivion<br>
While the sincere liars ‘glow with pride’!</p>
<p>The cabals in high places see them,<br>
Sinking deeper and deeper into the mire,<br>
But their hands are too busy to help,<br>
Counting gold and pouring wine!</p>
<p>“Who will deliver us?” I mutter,<br>
But the question ascends like a balloon,<br>
Steadily, into the sullen sky…</p>
<p style="text-align:right;">meet the poets: <strong><a id="js_40" href="https://www.facebook.com/Shomyk">Showunmi Olawale Michael</a> </strong>and<strong> <a id="js_19" href="https://www.facebook.com/kingsley.ayi">Kingsley U. Ayistar</a></strong></p>
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 <div class="be-author-meta be-author-description">Ukpanyang Kingsley Ayi alias "Ayistar" is a 500 Level medical student of the prestigious University of Calabar Teaching Hospital. Born in the early 90s, he hails from Odukpani Local Government area of Cross River State. He is a Christian, a lover of words and writes for edification and motivation. He believes that "Talents and Gifts are tools for building our God-given dreams into reality." Though without an award yet, his works has been published in several poetry anthologies like Via Grapevine II, Epistle of Lies etc, and other poetry sites online.</div>
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